Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 326 Escape
Gordon Irvine, what happened to him?
Chris opened his "Peeping Eyes" and observed carefully, and found that his "spiritual thread" had a tendency to drift towards the church, but this tendency was strongly suppressed for some reason.

But there was already a look of madness in his eyes.

He seems to have developed a tendency to assimilate towards the townspeople.

Wait... those hanging "corpses" and those small town residents are so strong that they can't even resist a Sequence 3 saint?

Chris swallowed and thought that this might be a characteristic of the foggy town. The stronger the enemy, the stronger the residents of the town.

This weird feature makes Chris want to escape from here now.

And Gordon Irwin didn't seem to notice him at all, just stared blankly ahead, with a dull but nervous expression.

Chris reached for the obsidian slab. Gordon Irwin clasped his arms and kicked his legs. After struggling for a while, he let go.

got it……

Chris relaxed a little and just left the house to go to the church when he saw Ms. Desperation and Mr. A standing on the street, looking inside.

And because Chris was wearing an "invisibility hat", he was invisible at the moment and was not discovered by the two of them.

However, the obsidian slate in his hand was not "invisible".

Ms. Despair and Mr. A looked at the black slate floating in the air in surprise, and forgot to move for a while.

Chris touched his nose in embarrassment and rushed out of the door, wanting to leave here quickly, but then there was a sudden voice behind him, a non-human voice.

Shouts, roars, and magical sounds reached his ears.

Chris didn't dare to look back, he strode towards the church.

He broke into the church, passed through the dark vestibule, and entered the church hall.

The first thing that caught his eye was the windless "corpse" lying in the air in the church.

They hang in the air, drifting back and forth, like a string of wind chimes in Chris's residence.

He opened his secret eyes and saw a series of "spirit lines" extending from the "corpse" to the highest point of the church.

But to Chris's expectation, his own "spiritual thread" did not have a tendency to float upward, but instead surrounded him autonomously, forming circles.

He took a deep breath and strode forward.

He had nothing to worry about inside the church and little Zaratul. His main concern was that the red moon would suddenly become clear.

After walking about 30 meters, he finally saw the stone statue.

Looking at the two animal legs growing from the ribs and waist of the statue, Chris clearly remembered that this was the "Mother of Heaven" descendant of the "Destroyer Demon Wolf".

He was defeated by the "Goddess of Night" in the Fourth Age and turned into a "0" level sealed object.

Chris held the obsidian slate and turned his gaze to look at the old man in black robe sitting diagonally behind the statue with his head lowered.

As if aware of Chris' gaze, little Zaratul raised his head and looked at him, his wrinkles unfurling:
"What happened to the Moss Ascetic Society? Could it be that in the real world, what happened to you and the Church of the Goddess of the Night?"

Chris smiled, and little Zaratul mentioned the "Goddess of the Night."

Of course, he didn't think that little Zaratul had let something slip. The only possibility was that he saw something special in him.

Little Zaratul was taking the initiative to show his kindness.

In this way, he might be able to leave here easily.

"No, I do not belong to the Moss Trappist Order, nor do I believe in the 'Hidden Sage'."

In order to seize the time, Chris spoke very quickly, but little Zaratul just nodded slightly and stroked his beard, as if he already knew the answer.

He raised his cloudy eyes and looked at Chris:
"Do you want to leave here?" "Of course."

Chris raised the obsidian slate in his hand.

"Okay," Little Zaratul nodded, "I will tell you a special symbol, you can mount this slate on the wall, and then draw the symbol I told you."

Chris didn't think that little Zaratul would let himself go so easily, he raised his eyebrows:

"You should know that I'm not a Beyonder of the 'Fool' path, but why did you tell me the way to escape?"

When Chris came in, he didn't hear the corpses hanging in the church chanting "Honakis, Fregra".

Only the Extraordinary of the "Fool" path can hear it.

Little Zaratul raised his head high and stretched his neck forward. Chris saw that the veins on his neck were protruding on the dry skin.

He stared at Chris's face for a while before leaning back and leaning back on the chair back:
"You can't help me, and I can't keep you here."

Chris nodded, looking at the wall behind him, there was a depression on it that could perfectly fit the obsidian slab in his hand.

At this time, little Zaratul's eyes drifted outside the church, and he said vaguely:

"You should leave quickly, something happened outside."

"Where's the door opening symbol? Mr. Zaratul?"

Chris knew that what he was facing was just a historical projection, not to mention that the other party also saw that he was special, so he was too lazy to show off and directly show that he knew the other party.

Little Zaratul showed a surprised expression on his face. After a while, he nodded, shook his head and smiled wryly, and grabbed the pen and paper out of thin air.

He scribbled on the paper and quickly completed the depiction of the "open door" symbol.

Chris took it and took a look. It depicts the complete pattern of the Dark Holy Emblem.

Chris saw the complete dark pattern for the first time, and just by looking at it, he could feel the peaceful and secretive atmosphere.

Even what was originally painted on the Chanis Gate was a simplified dark pattern.

He turned to look at Little Zaratul and raised the corner of his mouth:

"Mr. Zaratul, thank you."

Little Zaratul waved his hand:

"Come on."

Chris nodded and without wasting any more time, placed the obsidian slab at the gap in the wall.

The wall gradually became illusory, and a door appeared, a transparent door.

Chris took a deep breath and raised his hand to draw a complex pattern symbolizing the "Night Goddess" on it.

As the last stroke ends, the lines of the entire pattern sway like water waves, and the scene behind the door is revealed.

Behind the door, Chris saw the snow on the cliffs, the sea of ​​clouds floating in the distance, and the bright sky farther away.

The sun was slowly rising over the horizon.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take steps when he suddenly heard a noise from behind him.

Thinking that he has left, it might as well take another look.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Gordon Irvine with a ferocious face, rushing towards him like a wild beast.

(End of this chapter)